The Andy.
I have an amazing dog named Honey. She is a beautiful, calm, friendly Lab/retriever mix. When Tim moved out and our black lab Petey boy died, I felt I OWED it to the girls to get another dog. They used to make up songs about the dog they wanted before we even got her. "We love you honey, you are so funny, and we will love you more than a bunny. You'll be so pretty And when you shittty we will clean it up." Well it was a totally convincing song and they were so darn cute, and heartbroken, and I would have done ANYTHING to fix them. So we went to the pet store and I bought the dog they wanted. Needless to say they love her, she is so pretty, much cuter than a bunny. But they DO NOT PICK UP DOG POOP. Here is where the title of this post comes in ANDY. We got Honey the Dog and Andy the same year. I picked up Andy online in January and we got Honey in March. So they came together. Guess who picks up the dog shit? ANDY. I often say to Honey, wh...